When it rains it pours and poops

It has been one of those days (actually a couple of them in a row!) and I just have to laugh because I am too tired to do anything else! It started over the weekend with both Noah and Camille showing signs of illness....fever, coughs, runny noses. Which led to Camille's first emergency room visit because her ear was bleeding...both ears have infections. It is isn't fun to see our sweet, mellow baby girl crying in pain. Luckily she finally seems to be feeling better today and is eating again. Noah is not feeling any better, in fact he sounds worse and he started complaining today of a "red pain in my chest". So after some time on the phone I was able to get an appointment for him. As is my life lately, it seemed to take me all morning to get the kids ready and headed out the door.

We sloshed through our front yard which was covered in mud from several days of very heavy rain. I buckled Noah and Camille into their seats and ignored the funny smell in the car because I was in a hurry to get to our appointment. Well, just our luck the car was dead. And I soon discovered the source of the smell...mildew from all the water that had accumulated in my car...one of the doors had been left opened during the several days of heavy raining. Yuck. Luckily, a neighbor let me borrow her Japanese van called the Delica. As a sidenote Delicas are not small delicate Japanese style cars...these are big, high riding mongo van/utility vehicles...I felt very powerful on our drive to the clinic! Noah got checked out and it sounded like one of his lungs might have gunk in it so he had to get an x-ray. I was very proud of how well he did and he was excited to see photograph of his insides. The good news his lungs are clear, the bad news is he is still coughing like crazy.

We had a quick lunch with Adam in the hospital cafeteria and then headed home. I was really looking forward to us all taking nice long naps, but that wasn't meant to be. Just when I thought the day couldn't get worse, it did. As I was putting Camille down for her nap, Noah called for help. Turns out he had diarrhea and tried to take care of the situation on his own..which meant a mess in the living room and all over his body since he tried to take his messy clothes off by himself...poop up the back,on his shoulders, in his hair. Instead of using Camille's naptime to catch up on some much needed rest, I spent that precious time cleaning up lots of nasty stuff.

I really hope tomorrow is a better day! It can only get better, right?